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Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Daisy And Crockett

On Sunday, you know us, we went hiking! This time, we wanted to find our neighbor's lake that she said we are welcome to wander around. At one time, all this property belonged to the Sperry's (builder of our house) and remained as one parcel up until nearly 10 years ago. Let's see, back in 1948 my neighbor that I just mentioned above, her mother in law purchased this house and owned it up until 1999, when she passed away. My neighbor, at some point, divorced her husband, and he sold a bunch of this land and a big chunk of it became a grocery store/strip mall. Ugh! So that's a little tid bit of info on how this land became subdivided. Did that make sense? It's taken me all this time to finally get it straight,lol.

So anyways, we took a path that led us through the woods, with the kids and dogs in tow. All the while I kept hearing my neighbors words in my head playing over and over, "we've been seeing alot of bear over here in the thicket"...of course we walked through much of the thicket and I also kept telling myself what a dummy I am for not finding out when bears hibernate. Fortunately, we made it to the lake without seeing a bear and sat down with some lunch we had packed. Another thing that had me worried, wondering if the bears were smelling our pb&j's?

All in all, it was a nice afternoon if only I could have relaxed a little more and not been so terrified of running into a bear!

This photo is Daisy and Crockett. Daisy is the little lab in the front. She's basically just a puppy, about a year and a half old. So full of energy! And Crockett is our sweet Rottweiler. He's just a big ol baby who thinks he's a lap dog!Ashlyn started a habit of yelling out for them in the tune of "Davy Crockett" but she yells "Daisy and Crockett" because she doesn't want Crockett to have his feelings hurt if she calls Daisy's name twice, like the song "Davy, Davy Crockett" lol.

Back to the bears, I was just doing some research on them and came across this sad site about bear hunts in Va. Click here to see how to save the Virginia Bears.

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Daisy and Crockett would love our dogs Misty and Molly -- they're two half Rotty/half we're not sure (we got them from a Rotweiler rescue) and they think they're still puppies.

Your bear story reminded me of when I went camping in COlorado back in college. My boyfriend at the time made sure we hung our food packs in trees because of the bears -- I thought he was exaggerating and didn't exactly try to hang mine high. Well, the next morning, my pack was on the ground with a slash in it -- guess what the bear clawed his or her way to get? Peanut butter sandwiches!!!!

Thanks for the memory. (And the shudder that still runs through me when I think of it!)

They look like such good dogs - I'm sure they helped keep the bears away. Has your mom mentioned that the gas prices in San Diego have gone down again?! I was in awe earlier and now I just don't know what to think.

Rambling, yes, we are right next door. Funny, we don't even notice them there, it's very quiet and we only see the backside but there is a big enbankment/privacy fence up. It is kind of handy that I can just walk right up through the top pasture to Kroger,lol.

LOL Laurie, thanks for the story! I knew I had reason to think bears like peanut butter!